Today, like every other day
We wake up empty and frightened.
Take down a musical instrument
And kiss the ground.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel
And kiss the ground.
R# 0082
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
In your presence I don't want
What I thought I wanted,
Those three little hanging lamps.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel
And kiss the ground.
Р # 0091
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
There is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
The world is too full to talk about.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel
And kiss the ground
Ideas, language, and even the prase each other
Doesn't make any sense.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel
And kiss the ground.
R # 0158
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